Things have gotten busy for Sloth the second he was returned to his normal age. Busy with what, most of Neopia is already aware of, what with the sudden, violent retaking of the Space Station they stole from him roughly eight years ago
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She's simply answered her PINpoint bleep with a distracted finger, head down over some paperwork at her desk in the back of her pub. She can chat and work at the same time, because she's dedicated like that. Who's calling is not checked, nor is the vid-screen glanced at. She's too busy with receipts.
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"I was in the middle of something as well, so I'll not be keeping you too long. But I thought I'd call you up and hear some of the fun details regarding my recent time spent with you! I've got two weeks of static as far as my memory goes, so please! Fill me in!"
He likes that he caught her when she's obviously in the midst of some kind of work.
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She closes her eyes for just a second. But she is smiling a little bit, so that's a good sign. She puts her pen down, opens her eyes, and glances over at her PIN.
"Frankie, sweetie darling," she drawls, sounding a bit like Edina from AbFab. "Glad to see you're back to your charming old self again."
Hahahah an old dig, burn.
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"I'm back, though I'd not say I'm better than ever. I mean, it's hard to get beyond the perfection I've already achieved. So anyways, I was told by a reliable source that I was cute as a wee sprog! Confirm, deny?"
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This...might actually be the case.
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"No, I've not actively gone out of my way to piss off anyone. I'm just doing something I've put aside for a couple years. You know when people take things of yours and you wait and wait to get it back, but finally you get fed up and just march on over and take what's yours back?"
His screen wrinkles and there's a good deal of shuddering when a massive BOOM goes off on his end of things. He again doesn't seem phased by it.
"Something like that's going on is all," he concludes once his screen is steady again.
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She sounds weirdly enthusiastic about that. Almost like she's quietly egging him on. This has the potential to get bizarre.
"But, yeah, I met the Space Faerie. She was the one who came and took you back to Neopia. She's cute. And sparkly. And anyway. Seriously, are you really taking back your space station?"
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He turns and glancees back towards the door behind him, as if going 'oh THAT?' at Hips' apparent curiosity of his going-ons.
"Maaaaaaybe...Why, what would you do if I was? What could you do? A lot of nothing, that's what. Hah. Take that." He points at her over their video link as he taunts her. Because he has no idea she'd be happy to hear he's doing such a thing as taking back his old space station.
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There. Moral obligations appeased, she readjusts her PINpoint so it's leaning against her computer, and then plugs it in. The tiny PIN screen is now jacked into her monitor, and he's easier to see. It's like the future is now!
"No, I didn't fight h-...wait. She's a telepath? Oh! And she told me that you put a tracking device in me, you son of a bitch!"
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"And..." He sighs wearily, also partially in what sounds like disgust. "Yeah, she's a telepath. Why? You sound weirdly interested in that fact." Lalala, maybe if you ignore the part about the tracking device, she'll forget about it, lalala...
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"I was just wondering how she knew so much about me. And the fact that there's a tracking device in me. Seriously, Frank, that's just not right."
Although she doesn't sound too terribly pissed about it.
"And I'll tell you not to kill people if I want to. You're there, I'm here, you called me, you'll hear it. Nyer."
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When the screen goes still once more, Sloth's sighing and scowling. "And it's just like her to go and tattle on me. What goes on between you and me is none of her damn business! And I'd like to know how she found out about the device. She couldn't have gotten that from reading your mind, since, you know, you didn't actually know it was there. So that means..." He growls and appears genuinely angry for a moment as he looks to the side in frustration.
Then he's facing the screen again, still seeming more than a little irritated. "So...what, you want me to take it back out now? It's no good now if you know about it."
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"Ooh, she read your mind, then, eh? Ooooh, she's in troooouble. Remind me to be well far away from Neopia when you two rumble, then. I hope she kicks your sorry ass."
Grin.
"Now! In answer to your original question! You were an adorable baby. Although your eating skills left a lot to be desired. I've never seen a baby with oatmeal up its nose before. Also, you had no legs, what was up with that?"
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At the continued ribbing that it was his mind that had been read, his visibly grinds his teeth together, both hands visible on screen curling into fists. "...Yeah, there'll be a reckoning, don't worry about that. Oh, will there ever be."
But then she moves onto the subject of his babyhood, so Sloth forces himself to relax, clearing his throat and settling a little more into his chair once again.
"Eh, we don't develop legs or genders till a few years later. It's a certain evolutionary quirk. And it's not that weird. I've seen other lifeforms that do the same thing in their younger stages!"
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"Yeah, like frogs. I said I was gonna call you Kermit from now on, I think I'm gonna have to stick to that."
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But he's back to looking at the screen after so long, clearing his throat again and smoothing out the front of his robes. "But anyways. I bet you never thought I'd make such an adorable baby, huh? Admit it, you adored me. It's okay to keep adoring me, by the by. Just in case you were wondering about that."
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